When I was a kid, I wrote a lot. It came easily and quickly. I didn't know if what I wrote was good or bad. I didn't think in those terms. I just wrote. I thought everyone could write. I didn't know it was a gift.
- Nancy Slonim Aronie

amateur fiction writer
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Hi guys! 'Oneirataxia: My Fictional Man' is almost finished. I will update the next chapters simultaneously on August 3-4. I poured all my time and brain juices to provide you a well-flowed and shred...
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